That's All, Folks!
Endings don't really exist.Nothingever actually ends; there is always
something else there to begin
and to run it's course until it's time
for yet something else to take it's place.
People fear endings because they don'tknow what will be waiting around the
corner, whether it be horrible or wonderful.
But when the brave minority reaches out
and grasps the horns of the oncoming bull
and ride it out in the rodeo of life, some
others see that it is not so bad to look
ahead at what might lie at the end of
their rainbow.
A pot of gold or a kettle of fish, either must
be taken with a grain, or two, of salt.
Decide if it is right and don't plunge in too fast,
taking a chance on getting hurt badly.
Make choices on what you want and how you
want it to go.
After all is said and done, you will see that
there really aren't any endings.
B Heath Harris/(c) 2009
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